The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1887-06-15
NO BETTER AND NO HAPPIER NEIGHBoR-
HOOD.
People ... Prospects,. p
Good SermOn.-- Il nil Farmers
Climb. and Her Interests Generally.

MULBERRY, June !, 1887.
Well, we've "Swarmed." Wea about get.
ting settled under our own "vine ana ny tree
down near the whispering branches OF oak
and pine that sigh and sing to us nightly:
"rhey rustic and whisper like ghosts.
They sigh like souls in pain:
Like the movements OF Stealthy hnStS,
They surge and are silent again"
and considerate friends with whom we have
had such a pleasant stay. and have orought
away with us many pleasant memories ana
thoughts of them, and will remember with
due appreciation their many cOurteSleS Wh'lc
under their hospitable roof Truly. the open
handed hospitality found in that pleasant
household cannot be eXcelled. The host ana
kind hostess always have upon their lips,
don't he in q hurry; IL isn't late; don I go;
we'll have early tea and it won't be late, &c:
How beautiful is charity In Its broad sense OF
neighborly love!
Throughout our entire neighhorhood the
weather has proved especially favorable OIL
late for our growing crops. We have never
seen better stands of cotton ana corn.
The wheat crop Is much better than expected.
The oats are not an average crop, but VIII give
n fair yield. We rejoice in the good reports
that come to us from all quarters, and trust
there is indeed about to dawn brighter day
for our farmers, and that dcllverance Is near
ut hand that will tighten their burdens, and
of the abundant prosperity to which they are
entitled.
Life among us has acquired new cheerful.
ness and 1t is apparent To the observant that
our people are becoming aroused aId talk
more hopefully and encouraginsly and are IN
better spirits every way. and the loag slack IN
each face is being taken up. They are work
Ing as never before, and there IL determine
tion to make large crop that is a sure augury
ahead. A friend said to me on last Sabbath
that IL began to look like old times when he
witnessed his neighbors looking so hopefully
to the future and in such pleasant spirits.
Yes, well go our last dollar on old Mulberry
yet, and her good people. There are better
times ahead. The birds are warbling sweeter
songs the flowers breathe n swceter perfume
the plow boy whistles and sings and seems in
Spired too with hope and courage, and our
wives look brighter and meet US with cheer
ing smiles that tell that their loving hearts
are with us both in shadow and sunshine"
Another cheering omen is, that our people
are awake to the fact that the planting OF too
much cotton has proved greatly detrimental
to their financial prosperity, ana that we
must turn our attention more to the growth
Of corn, wheat. OATS rye, potatoes ana snch
productions as are requisite for daily con-
sumption. They are more energetic in the
growth OF vegetables than ever before, all OF
which are looking excellent, and we antici-
pate nm abundant harvest which we feel conf
dent from present prospects, we VIII reap.
By the way, why should not our club have
its regular meetings again? I'm sure Its birth
was attended by the very best and most prof.
cient Of the medical profession: Are we 60.
ing to be compelled to ask his assistance
again? I'm sure It's revival would prove a
blessing and have a tendency to advance the
cause of education, MS well az agriculture
Practical experience would be given in, prac-
tcal suggestions made, and so many valuable
ideas as to how to make farming pay are gain
ed by all. Then there is the comparison OF
methods and results, and the fun and pleas.
ure Of social intercourse. 1t is altogether a
wholesome and pleasant thing for farmers
thus to gather together and talk Of farming
and things generally Of interest to them. Let
1t be revived and we'll attended and there
will be nothing but pleasure and profit by
way Of result Farmers should be equal In In
telligence to any class, for agriculture is as
true profession as the law or medicine. we
must mix brain with muscle, education with
toll and sense with industry. Therefore let
US use every energy In making all kinds OF
advancements, forming clubs, a debating so.
cieties, &C., and then having broader and
larger charity among us there can be no bet
ter or happier neighborhood.
\ goodly congregation of worshippers were
out TO hear the Rev. Michael McGee on last
Sabbath. who preached very interesting SER
ton. He is truly Jealous in the cause OF
Christ, and his lesson on last Sabbath greatly
strengthened the high opinion which all hold
for this Jealous noble man OF God.
The Sunday school exercises were pleasant
and the children and young ladies looked
their sweetest, but as for their perfect recita.
tions, we can't vOuch.
The rendition of tnat beautiful hymn "Je:
SuS Lover Ol my SOUL, Dy MISS Mlnnle
Deacham, the organist, was indeed good, and
we enjoyed 1t in company with others.
Some Of our citizens are jubilant over the
prospect for the early completion of our rail.
road and the establishment at an early day OF
the post office. We do not intend to be class
ed among the slow and antiQuated. We want
to be connected with the balance OF the world,
though sometimes when we grow thoughtful
we almost arrive at the conclusion that mate
rial progress is hut q rush after mammon,
and we ask ourselves: Is there really not
more true cuntentment away from and undis-
turbcd by belching engines and rumbling
cars? Ain't the occupant of the two wheel
cart who starts to town the night before with
his mess of cold potatoes and biscuit for him
self, and fodder for his horse, Just rs happy
with his jug Of corn juice tied to the axle, re-
turning home, as the gentleman with the silk
hat and his bottle OF Tom McGettisan'S best
and real Havana cigars returning In the pal.
ace car? After all, isn't progress u humbng
and don't it bring discomfort? Hadn't we
better stop and take breathing spell and go
and visit our neighbors more, and rather "let
up on this mad rush for filthy lnchre?
Mr.. G. B. Riley is pushing ahead and in a
few months his handsome house will adorn
the pretty hill, and will be another addition
al evidence OF the thrift and go.a-head.a'tive-
ness Of our people.
Mr.. JEFF. Beacham was so unfortunate as to
lose his horse some time ago by Inflammation
Of the brain.
Another gentleman travelling some time
so. but in different way. He said that his
mind had became befogged In some mysteri
Gus manner, and his horse had left him very
stealthily while in that state, that when
Richard was himself again." and found that
he had been badly left by his animal, the
thought fell upon his soul like barefoot on a
cold oil cloth, and he began to reason with
himself like "Rig John" did during the war
Big John was the happy possessor Of noble
pair OF steers, and on the road John having
inserted into his manly form too much tangle
foot, let them get away. and when he awoke
sitting in his cart he argued to himself: who
am / anyway? If this amt Big John I've
found Il wagon, but If it is Big John darned II
amt lost yoke OF steers. So our unlucky
friend, "old Sartlines," thought that If It
wasn't still old "Sardincs" he'd found Il wag
on, but If truly it was "SardineS' he'd certain
ly lost n boss.
There is ull in base ball circles-the club
having subsided for spell and are now en-
ploying their time more proftably attending
to their crops. I'll blow off the dogs here
and perhaps ''see you later" MERRY.
Pretty Pebbles from Stony Point.